Wordless Wednesday....

Ceramics was fun today, but not as much fun as a few weeks ago when Paula came for a visit and helped to clean some green ware. She got an A++ for that, too! Brave Grrrl!

DH snapped this picture of us on that day. I've held back posting it because I've been hoping to get a better picture of me with Paula because, let's face it, she's gorgeous, and I. well, look like I'm getting over something dreadful.  With my aviator glasses on, I would have looked just like Maxine!  TBH, I'm loving it!

As one of my teacher friends once said, "Flash photos are not kind to little old ladies".  She was talking about herself and how she looked in the school photos.  I laughed with her, but my time was coming. hehe

I wish I'd have winked.  But my hair isn't as gray anymore.  Wow!

The ceramic piece in front of me is a snowman holding a birdcage.   Next time we will have a sock knitting day, but the days for her are very busy from here on out.  I will miss being able to get together and knit with my new friend.  She's wonderful, and if you get a chance to meet up with her, take it!  She's a lovely person. 

Followers link.... and adventures with BIOS

I've been trying to figure this gadget out for quite awhile, and finally put one in under my profile.

Happily I have a follower, thanks D., so that part's working. hehe.

I'm still sewing buttons on the red coat, got the green one done. DH and I had a little computer upgrade for more memory (wouldn't it be nice to have something that could implant into a human brain for that?) and some more of something else. I forget right now just what that's called but it speeds things up. I could use an implant for that, too. All of this rejuvenation took place several days ago, and was to speed up the computers for an new game.

Now the fun starts....

I'd never booted up my computer since the change so at 3 am that morning, not being able to sleep, I trotted into what we jokingly call the "Office" to do some stuff, check out bloglists, check forums, you know, the daily general maintenance.

Upon booting up, I was confronted with an unusual boot screen, and it hung there forever. I shut down the CPU, waited, turned it back on and the same old, same old. Figuring it was time to go "pro-active, I hit the escape (flee for your life?) key-

"Oh Bios, Oh!". I thought, "Alrighty, What's this? I have never seen this choice, and it's actually giving me a choice? Oh, what to do what to do?" The curser was inoperable, so, remembering how to get my characters to move around in games, I started pushing the arrow keys-

"Hey, its moving something!"

Finally, I was getting somewhere, and given the choice to save changes or cancel I chose "cancel", getting more worried about all this stuff called BIOS. Uh oh, back to the same screen.

I twiddle with the various ornaments and antennae of my tinfoil hat, sat up straighter in my chair, and peered at the choices. "OK" or "Cancel". Well I already knew the "cancel" thing got me nowhere. So, I clicked "OK".

Somehow this is what it wanted, this bossy BIOS screen, and let me into my "stuff". I worked awhile, shut down the computer and tiptoed off to bed.

The next morning, when I finally woke up very late, I told DH all about the adventure. As his expression showed increasing alarm, I vaguely remember hearing him say, "I'll be right back."

He went in to check on the BIOS. He came back a bit later, being assured that all the settings were fine and the computer was fine. Then he asked me exactly what happened, starting with how I even got into BIOS setting at all?

I said, "well, I pushed ESC because it said to, and the other thing didn't work at all anyway".

He said, "Well it's a good thing!"

I asked him if that would that have made the BIOS disappear? He started laughing.

So I said, "Well, I figured they would have had to make computers pretty idiot proof, or else computers would never had made it THIS far".

He laughed and I laughed, and he kissed me on the forehead and walked out of the room, chuckling to himself. The only thing I knew about BIOS up to that time was that you could "flash it". Sounds sort of Kinky, eh?

Egads, this is my mother's birthday!

Mother would have been 85 this year but she's been gone a long time. She died two weeks after her 64th birthday. A week after mine. "Nemesis" (Psycho Dad) lives on but he's got his dragon to fight; she's my age and scrappy! The old goat finally more than met his match. Anyone who married that monster was going to have to be one tough bird. He's the reason we have so few pretty stories about growing up.

Growing up very poor wasn't all that bad because we never felt poor. We had acres to roam and a little river curved right through it. Our imaginations, and books from libraries, both ours and the public ones, gave us Kingdoms to defend, submarines to build, and we when we weren't creating armies, we ran through the woods on our steeds, "Air Horses" you would call them today, looking for the bandits we knew lived in them. We had a good time. What two feet couldn't make in the proper sound for running horses, "slapping our chaps" on each side made up for. Kids, when left to their own devices, will always make up better worlds than they live in.

I have been reading about other lives and other times of knitters, quilters and just people trying to live their "loosely patched together" lives day by day. It's been a very interesting insight into what will happen if our economy doesn't stay together. We are a tough people and we'll make it. Everyone will have to help out, though.

The worst Christmas card I've gotten so far is from my Uni roomie. She has no hair, and she's still in chemo, from BC, the thing women dread the most-next to surviving their children. Pat is the best woman friend I have left in real life; she is joyful, steady, clear eyed and now so very sick. I'm trying to figure out how to respond to the news in her card because, though we've kept in touch from time to time, we haven't talked much since her son passed away at 21.

I adored this person from a few minutes after she walked into the dorm room and announced herself as my roomie. She's the best big sister a freshie could have had, great personality and sunny disposition, and so sweet! She was also a senior, fun loving and someone who just wanted the last year to be on campus. We had a whole lot of fun that year. We met a few years ago again, and Pat hadn't changed one bit. DH and I and she and her DH drove around the city and the bayside, stopped for fish and chips for dinner at the tuna boat landing, and caught up on the years that had passed.

That's the story for tonight, a love story of sorts. Please say a little prayer for Pat, and if you are inclined to, please light some candles for her? She would do that for people all the time.

A Package Has Arrived =o)

  Sarah-Hope had a contest which was very intriguing. I just had to try my Googling skills! She sent this lovely dishcloth, see next photo for the heart pattern in it, and additional sweet goodies. Thank you Sarah-Hope for having the contest!

Sailboats have the right of way. Right!

 

Of course Sailboats do have the right of way since they are under sail. That means they can't moooooove as fast as speed boats or humongous Naval Vessels. But no one insists on right'o' way with a three hundred ton ship bearing down.

Chris, thanks for the link to the lighthouse adventure that you linked. I'm going to post it here, as well as to try my hand at making a button for the side bar. I really want to keep track of that one in the Fun Stuff.

Lat night I was up til 2 am tweaking code, trying to make a hack for peek-a-boo comments work with the new blogger. The other page had it and I think it's really cool. No, I haven't been knitting. It's awful when summer hits and all I want to do is escape to the seashore.

AR, I will get the other pictures of the Peace Park soon. There are two parts to it, one at each end of the Shelter Island Promenade. I like the West end best. It's much the prettier of the two.

Side bar goodies.

I stole a couple of buttony things from Rho, my knitting buddy from KR.

These would be the Fibromyalgia Awareness Ribbon, and the Golden Compass Quiz. You can take the quiz, or respond to questions about mine, by clicking various places on the button.

A bit of advice. If you down load that Golden Compass button the best size for blogger to change it to, if you don't want to have to fight it out with scroll bars, is 350x325 pixels. You can hack into the little bit of html they give you and change the height and width. Hackering things is funness, which we all need like crazy nowadays.

Today I met Misti! Yeay!

Misti is one of my SpeakeasySocks chat buddies, and we took the opportunity to get together while she was in town. I wish that I'd brought a picnic lunch today!

It was cloudy but warm in La Jolla, where it is too expensive to eat, believe me, I do know La Jolla. Anyway, we could have spent another whole hour at least together, sharing our insanity for socks and small tide creatures. She is bright and lots of fun. I hope that when she comes again, that we can hop up to Encinitas for Common Threads and Black Sheep. We will do lunch and knitting for certain then!

Misti showed me her beautiful Wilton dyed yarn which she is knitting into a lovely christmas stocking. I would have held it more and admired it, but we were headed for the car at the time. Next time when my brain isn't so badly programmed, we can sit and knit someplace over a cup of tea and some cookies.

We visited Helga's and Knitting in La Jolla and oooooo'd and ahhhhhhh'd over all the wonderful yarns, and prices. I managed to find the much talked about Socks, Socks, Socks book and actually overcame my frugality to buy it. And then I found another skein of dark colors super merino sock yarn for another pair for DH at Helga's. She has a wonderful lot of yarns in her shop, as does Knitting in La Jolla, but she had the book. Decided to spread the wealth around. Lol!